Good Choices, Good Nutrition…by Lisa Harmon

It’s been a little while since I’ve put up a post here, and I hope your holidays were enjoyable. We got catching up to do!

I’ve been knitting and crocheting alot, and the more sedentary I’ve become the more my fatigue and fibro has bothered me. I have to be careful not to get too much physical activity, but it seems I’ve not been getting quite enough activity, either. That, combined thwith what I believe will be a year of higher costs of living vs a fixed income… I’m motiviated once again to re-start building my veggie garden.

I’ve got my landscape fabric, and I’m buying 1/2″ chat to create the walkways with. It’s cheaper than mulch and I don’t have to add more every year or two. If I can get the fabric down this month, I’m hoping by March the existing grass will have died down under it, and I can use my small Mantis tiller to work in some compost and stuff.

My body can stand up to moving one or two loads (half a ton each) of chat one day, and resting the next okay. Of course, the pain levels go up, so I’ve gone to the maximum 3 a day of the generic gabapentin (Lyrica type med), and that makes it managable. At least for awhile.

I’m hoping to reduce my grocery bills, yes, but I don’t use a bunch of chemicals and sprays if I can help it. And I use organic fertilizers and such. So my own veggies are healthier and more nutritious than what I can get at the store without going broke buying organic.

Got my fingers crossed that I can get a decent sized garden going this spring. Getting the right amount of exercise when you have FMS/CFS is a bit of an art! Each person is different, and needs to listen closely to their body’s signals.

I know this is a “dog blog”, so here’s my transition from personal to dog: getting the right amount of exercise and good nutrition for your dog is just as important, and just as much of an art! Poor nutrition and either not enough or too much exercise can be a cause of health problems like obesity and allergies. It can also be the culprit in behavioral problems such as destructive chewing or hyperactivity.

Dogs can’t talk verbally, but they do communicate! Learning how to read your dog’s behavior and physical reactions may not always be easy, but boy can it help treat and prevent problems. For instance, I personally don’t allow my dogs to run wild in the house, such as having zoomies or leaping on and off the furniture. If I got a puppy doing that, it’s time for a good run OUTSIDE.

1337040162_dd8378c302_oI know some folks who think that’s okay, or just normal puppy crazies, but a giant dog on a rampage can do serious damage to flooring and furniture, and you too. Not okay with me! Out we go, right now.

My philosophy is there is a place for hard exercise, and a place to play more gently. Dogs can quickly learn what we do here but not there, so if you start them as puppies running and zooming in the yard, but chewing bones and playing less exhuberantly with squeekies inside, they will usually continue that throughout their lives.

If a dog feels free to run on a rampage indoors, it can not only damage your home and belongings when they weigh 150+ pounds, it can damage you. I don’t like it, and I think it’s just not a good idea to allow. Especially if there are children in the house.

But they do need a place to really stretch their legs, and a good sized patch-o-grass is ideal. Lots of studies prove that exercise releases hormones and neurotransmitters that create a sense of contentment and happiness in dogs and humans both. It also can prevent health problems, like getting fat and its complications, constipation, even depression. So go play!

Dehydrated Carrots - Dog 11 lbsAs for nutrition, I’ve got a product I think would be good for raw feeding owners especially to consider adding to their dog’s diet. It’s a natural, and can help with diarrhea and many digestive issues in both raw or kibble fed dogs.  https://www.olewousa.com/categories.aspx?categoryID=100

Olewo has two formulas I’m particularly interested in; the carrots and the beets. The carrots are supposedly very good at helping diarrhea and poor appetite, which most puppies will have at some point for various reasons. The beets are reported to help control allergies and inflammation, too.

When I feed raw, I like to add veggies for bulk and fiber. Not everyone agrees with that, prefering only meat and bone. But I am a bit of a ninny about controlling the amount of calicum and other minerals in a giant breed dog’s food. Bones and meat are loaded with minerals. So I prefer to reduce the bone and meat amounts and add veggies.

Being a gardener, I would have my own carrot and beet patch, but in the winter, I’d need to supplement my frozen stash with a purchased product. I like how rigorously Olewo is tested, and that it is a fully natural product.

A puppy in my home is still the goal, but I’ve got two issues that have to be sorted before I’ll buy a new baby boy. One is my own health and finances: I need to reduce some bills (food!) so I can more comfortably afford any food my puppy may need, even if it’s expensive. The other is Mom; she must be independantly functioning, not depleting my physical energy and emotions all the time.

th (1)I’m taking positive action towards those goals: the garden, and the fact that I flatly refuse to “do for” anymore. My New Year’s resolution is to extract myself from Mom, regardless of the fuss. It’s going to be a rough transition, since she’s shifted total responsibility for herself onto me for years now.

I know it sounds mean, but there is no reason she cannot be independant other that not wanting to. She stays up watching TV until 2am or 3am, then expects me to spend hours trying to get her out of bed at 7am.

It’s not happening, it frustrates the hell out of me every single day, and it’s a totally unneccessary intrusion on my own schedule. She can make appointments in the afternoon, and get up late on her own. There are a thousand excuses why she doesn’t want to, but too bad.

She is responsible also for what and when and if she eats. I’m not a short order cook, and if she chooses to snack n graze rather than making an actual meal for herself, that’s her choice. I don’t want to hear about her upset tummy from not eating or being tired if she can’t be bothered with her own physical needs. Not my choice, not my consequences.

There’s other things too, but I’m not here to whine, not anymore. My life is my own, and I am sovereign: I’ll decide what I do and don’t do. That isn’t going to be decided anymore by what she wants, feels, or finds convenient at my expense. Baby steps don’t work with her, and I’ve tried for years to take it one problem at a time with her. But it’s like wrestling with an octopus: pry one arm off there are new ones to take its place. So it’s cold-turkey time.

Until she can function on her own, and make choices based on what’s healthy for her rather than a whim or lazy impulse, I won’t get a puppy. She’d just use him too, enjoying him when she wants then neglecting his care as she had with BB and Taj and all the others. Truth is I  don’t want to live with her like this, so I won’t subject a puppy to a house full of chronic complaining and poor me.

I’ve become something of a frustrated, anxiety ridden nag the past year or so, because I’ve allowed her to use my love and concern for her well being as leverage to continue destructive habits. New year, better life, even if it’s only better by my reckoning.

Christmas and Dogs

I love the Christmas season, like many people. There’s friends and parties, foods and warming scents, candles and trees, snow and hot chocolate for some. But the hustle and bustle can be hard on our dogs, especially the sensitive or shy ones.

Your time spent socializing the dog during the year gets put to the test, for sure. If you know your pup has some issues, then you can expect the stress to make this time of year extra tough for them.

There’s usually three things going on around Christmas in a dog’s perspective: a higher excitement levels, higher amounts of unusual human activities, and often, lower amounts of exercise as our time is crunched by a big to-do list.

We humans may know why we have that sense of anticipation, but our dogs don’t realize Christmas is in a few weeks. They just know we are excited, maybe we are anxious, and anticipating something. They get excited too, they just don’t know why. And their ability to contain emotional intensity is lower than ours. In short, they’re looking for what it is we seem to be anticipating for weeks on end.

Most of us don’t usually have family and friends showing up so very often as during the holidays. More people, more goings on, the routine is altered. There’s all these sparkly decorations around, and rich, enticing foods being cooked. Noises and scents, visual simulus spike during the holidays. Then there’s the social interactions with people, some of it wanted and perhaps some of it not.

Alot of us get really busy, really frazzled, really tired, too. The holiday stuff is added on top of already busy schedules. Add to that winter’s worsening weather, and it becomes harder to take the walk or go out to play with the dog when all you want is to curl up for a nap.

What you’ve got is a recipe for a seriously over-stimulated and underexercised pup! That means a normally calm dog might forget their manners and jump up to greet someone. Or a shy dog gets anxious and spooked by kids running about the house. Or an excitable dog becomes hard to control and destructive.

The single most important thing to tone down the stress on your dog is exercise: they’ve got to have somewhere to burn off the building excitement. Before you scold the dog for misbehaving, consider if he or she is just too wound up to control themselves anymore. Give them a chance to run and play, to have some fun with you, perhaps even more than usual so they can cope with all the goings on.

Exercise releases a whole bunch of beneficial chemicals in our brains and theirs too. It’s also good for you to put down the must-do list, and enjoy yourself for awhile.

Ahhh, Fall is Good…by Lisa Harmon

Good morning beautiful sunshine! Kenai 3 yrs

The Big K and Little Bro BB are in boy heaven these days; in and out as they please, not too hot, not too cold (is it ever too cold when you have a fur coat?). I’ve gotten Mom to dine, achem, al fresco on the back deck a couple times, and have the windows et all opened up most of the day.

Fresh air!

There is a bit of trouble in paradise though, with Kenai in particular. Three weeks of doxycycline for the tick diseases has resulted in the absolute worst, most distressing side effect of all: anorexia.

Big guy won’t eat. He won’t touch the raw food at all, and will only eat small amounts of kibble if I gussy it up some. Since he cannot digest kibble at all, he has to have enzymes with it, and his coat invariably goes to pot. But it’s that or…

So I’ve bit down on the bullet and ordered some elk, venison, and goat meat from an online company. It doesn’t contain bone, so I’ll have to scavange about for ground bone, but if they eat it and do well, I hope it’ll be worth it. www.elkusa.com

If I even get Kenai to eat half raw/half kibble, that would be a major improvement. He does need off the kibble though. He can’t digest it, it gives him tummy troubles, the works. It took months for the anorexia to wear off last time. Hope it’s shorter this time.

Being the big time outdoorsman that he is, Kenai is mentally pretty darn perky with the whole lotta extra fresh air and sunshine!

 Morning or evening, he just loves to stretch those legs. And cold doesn’t bother him until it gets blistering frigid.

Thankfully our winters aren’t usually so chronically bad that the golden grizzly has to “hibernate”. You northern folks know what I mean: out to pee, in for the day.

My health hasn’t improved much, so the outside time doesn’t involve gardening, but such is life…I’m managing to keep the guys fed, exercised, and dinner for us. Sometimes the sweeper or carpet cleaner, but really, not much by way of activity for moi.

Mom made the mistake of letting both guys out together (Kenai! You dont’ run doors), so I had to go collar and fetch. Beebs was looking for rescue too. He’d made the mistake of thinkin that was gonna be fun, free together at last.

Kenai’s play is fairly vigorous, so Beebs got the thunk and wunk treatment, knocked down once before I got there. Droopy ears was happy to see me! Kenai collared up fine and walked very politely with me, and booby butt tagged along behind best as his sore spots could go…poor guy!

No harm done though, other than being a bit more sore and slow than usual. Some traumeel did the trick and he’s back to bouncy butt now. He still wants outside, just not with big bro. Alone isn’t fun either. Crazy auntie and a ball is his idea of the best!

last light, time to go in…BB 3 yrs old

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New Season New Bed

8″ of comfort…plus the bone!

To help big K with his soreness, I broke down and ordered a orthopedic dog bed for him. BB will use the crib mattress, but Kenai won’t and I felt bad for him laying on a hard floor there in the living room.

It wasn’t too bad a budget buster, considering what some ortho beds cost, only $150 so I decided we could skimp on other stuff. He was in obvious discomfort, ya know? He’s back on doxy for the tick disease symptoms, and that helps some, too.

He liked his new bed right away, and had considerable entertainment sniffing the shearling cover. It holds scents pretty well, and I imagine he know every human that touched it by now!

He and BB are loose together most all the time again, and the only “challenge” is keeping BB off Kenai’s new bed. I put a new blanket over BB’s crib mattress, and they both flopped down, let out the “that’s better” sigh, and had naps. Awww, such good boys.

 Naturally, a fella needs his outside time, and here he is checking the perimeter as usual. He’s not wanting to run as hard or as much, poor guy.

But he still has his jog, his fence check, and just out of doors fresh air time. He’s gotten cool about going in the kennel so BB can be outside with him.

He waits his turn pretty well. Getting BB in the kennel is a pipe dream though. He tries to dig his way out! Leave him unattended and BB will turn up somewhere in outer Mongolia…

I’m really looking around for a different raw food for the guys. The Bravo distributor is so unreliable…it doesn’t seem to matter how much extra I buy, I keep running out of their food since the distributor shorts orders, doesn’t show up with orders etc.

It’s not good business for customers to spend that much money and still have the endless worry of running out of the dogfood. So frustrating. The 5 cases of beef I ordered is going to be only 3 cases today and is 4th order in a row that was late or only partially filled.

That has the boys down to the leftover chicken that makes them shed and itch. I’m gonna have to talk seriously to the pet store owner. At least they’ll have the beef today, but still.

The weather has be absolutely wonderful, cool, and finally, raining every few days. The yards are greening up, though I doubt we’ll have much if any fall color thanks to the drought. It’s nice enough to leave the AC off, and even have a touch of heat in the mornings.

So much better than summer!

Looking Forward to Stump Killer Soon….by Lisa Harmon

lovely weather for a fella to be outside in! Kenai 3 yrs.

I think fall is here (unless saying so jinxed it)! Monday we were 1 degree shy of triple digits, and the next day we barely made it out of the 50′s F! The Brothers feel PERKY! The drastic change isn’t playing well with my fibromyalgia, but it is with the boys for sure.

I’ve been worryin a bit about BB–his abdomen seemed too full last weekend, and I could feel the segments of colon, so I’ve been giving him small amounts of mineral oil as a stool softener. It’s seemed to do the job, and he’s not as restless and uncomfie.

Kenai’s been in a hidey hole or outside while I deep clean the carpets. I only do small areas at a time, like one bedroom which took 4 hours, but I wouldn’t quit until the rinse water was clear. It’s hard work so I hope I make myself keep up with it rather than let it all get so grungy again.

With the boy’s and my skin being so sensitive, rather than use the chemical-laden solutions for the machine I soak the carpet with All Free n Clear sensitive skin laundry detergent solution and sprinkle Borax on it. Then I use the shampooer like a shop vac to get all the dirty water out, and rinse, rinse, rinse.

No body’s had any rashes or itches, so the idea worked.

Kenai’s been showing more pain, being in his second week of treatment for Rocky Mountain Spotted fever. And when BB starting spiking fevers too, he got slapped on doxycycline too.

Poor guys, the extra pain means the antibiotics are working but I hate to see them nibble their legs. I know they’re hurting, so I’ve added a homeopathic pain reliever called Traumeel to their medicine “cabinet”. It helps at least.

One thing they are both enjoying is the cooking frenzy all this cold weather’s set off: beef stew, lasagna, homemade mac n cheese, roast beef…oh the smells of winter comfort food! The noses are in the air, and I think they seem to understand a little about seasons.

At least as much as what gets cooked when will stick as an association for them. Cool = yummy stuff.

Just you wait little boys, till I cook my first corned beef and cabbage of fall! They love that stuff, would willingly take their scoldings for mooching it too!

A funny (sorta) trivia about corned beef is the preservative, potassium nitrate, is also used in fertilizers, stump killers, and gun powder…Still love corned beef, even if I’m eating stump killler.

Come tomorrow, I’ll have 5 cases of Bravo Raw Beef Blend for the fellas. It’s essentially the ingredients for a beef stew plus bone and liver, all ground up. It’s got the carrots, and the veggies all in there, just like mine only raw.

It does tend to give them loose stools, so I occasionally add a tiny bit of digestive enzymes too take care of that. Their coats and muscle tone just plain do best on red meats. I still miss that discontinued elk they did so well on, though.

BB’s harrasment of Kenai had stopped for a long time, but now he’s at it again. I wonder if his feeling poorly has made him more insecure so he’s gone hyper again? They do need more exercise, which means I need to spend time outside with them. Maybe that’d do the trick?

Here’s the back view of a BB gallopol…what a funny butt.

I got my lovely wool blend sweaters out, so I don’t have an excuse outside of lazy I guess. I’m being treated for tick diseases too, and mine’s brutal.

I have this tendency to malaise when I really feel rotten. Still, it’d be fun to play get your tush and see the zoomies.

Maybe that’s going up in the to-do list?

Wee Wee Wee All Over the Yard…by Lisa Harmon

wake up time!!

Yet another cool morning run for big Brown, there, and car rides galore. He had to stay home with Mom yesterday when I drove to Columbia Missouri, but he got a nap on the bed with me and a ride to the pharmacy to make up for it.

The mornings have been so nice, almost chilly, down in the 60′s that my golden grizzly can’t resist a sunrise run. Then later in the mornings it’s still comfortable enough for him to go places. Yay, he says!

Now that the remodel is all done, there shouldn’t be any more spooky pooky puppy hiding in corners.

They were slowly getting better about the mad barking at every sound, but Sir BraveAlot was seen only when shooting from one hidey hole to another…

BB was just BB; underfoot n in the way.

It’s a warm kitchen, and a very effecient, functional one now. I guess whoever lived there last never made much, but now a girl could do some serious cooking. The storage space has doubled or better with nothing but new cabinets, the appliances are new too.

There was no way Thanksgiving dinner could have come out of that old kitchen, but boy could it now.

And with that ultra dark blood red paint gone, ya might actually want to eat there! Jonquill and Exciting Orange was all it took to give it zing.

Same square footage, whole lot more room and usefulness…

Now that all that’s over, the hope is to return to the usual summertime schedule: up and out to garden with special K, in for a break and breakfast for all, back out to finish the gardening, then rest before lunch.

The trip to Columbia confirmed it: my bizzarely intractable insomnia and worsened pain is due to a recurrence of tick disease. The borrelia is back, as is the babesia, but this time I’ve managed to add Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever and systemic candida overgrowth to the list. Thanks for the tip and motivation to check, Denise.

So I’ve got scripts out the wazoo now. Antibiotics 2 x day, antifungal 4 x day then lessening each week. There’s eye drops, a new thyroid med, and a replacement for that awful expensive Lyrica. And it’s back to the low carb diet.

I go back in 4 months to see if we need to make any changes in the list of 5 antibiotics I’ll be rotating each month. I came home with a huge packet of information, about diet, detoxing from the toxins the cooties give off, adrenal stress etc.

There’s tons to read, and I’m debating about where to place my e-journal–unless it’s written down, it’s lost, ya know? So keeping track of what works, what doesn’t, how the diet changes are going and the like becomes essential for me.

But where? Here on K’s blog? The gardening blog? Do I really want to start a new blog? With 6 mo or more of treatment minimum, it’ll get big.

The battle with the stinky dirty carpet is being lost…There isn’t hair and dander down in it, not with all the vacuming I do and the steaming too. It’s the oils from their coats on the surface. It’s dog stink city in the living room, so yuk, time to do something!

I really must buy a shampoo machine. Those big rug doctors ya rent are just too big and awkward for me, not to mention the results are kinda iffy sometimes.

Grass, grass, glorious grass for a boy to trample. With the rain we’re finally getting, it’s starting once more to grow. Out came the mower and 3 passes into a yard chop, the belt broke. Now why couldn’t it’ve done that the last time I cut? There’d been a month to get it fixed since the heat meant no cutting.

Kenai was heartbroke, all ready for his race to that side of the back yard then back to the other. That’s his game while I cut the front: there I seed you, ha I was waitin! Awww phooey, droopy dog shuffled back inside. He’ll have to wait some more for a cut the grass chase-ems…

Kenai Equivilant of Brownies…by Lisa Harmon

the sunsrise sentry photoshopped to an oil painting…Kenai 3 yrs

Thursday Kenai had a most lovely fun gardening time; out before the sun was up, run about, chase a rabbit, pee on things…

While I piddled about in the garden, Kenai revelled in OUTSIDE, like it was chocolate brownies with hot fudge. And the rabbit chase was the scoop of ice cream! I swear that dog grinned as he trotted back to me for a neck scratch and smooch on the head.

 Kenai makes a big 1/2 acre circuit when he wants to stretch his legs. Now that he’s got a fenced yard, he can do that again!

Joy!

Here is the powerstroke puppy, building a head of steam.He likes to whiz by just missing me, which actually is a “get my tushie if you can” game.Having started over there near the garden…

 now along the west fence…

 having rounded the south fence, n goin north…

Big Brown made the most of his 45 minutes of outside time, then the thermometer his 85F just after sunrise, and it was time to come inside. Poor BB didn’t get a real outside time, since it was too hot.

He did get a run about mid afternoon when I had to go pick some veggies for supper, though, so the bent bottoms got a little fresh air.

He rounds corners too, just not as fast or graceful as big bro. Beebs don’t care, so long as he gets to play!

Both are doing well back on their Bravo food, though for some reason Kenai breaks out in a skin staph on the buffalo. Put him back on elk and it goes away. Hum.

BB was getting to shedding pretty good after several weeks of chicken and turkey, so I switched him to the duck (oh the price), and next will be the buffalo–we’ll see if his skin goes to pot or not. The two boys react differently to many if not most foods so I’ll be glad if BB can have the buffalo for his red meat.

Neither, though, can eat the beef without loose stools. Boy am I glad Kenai can eat the elk since they do need some sort of red meat. Kenai won’t eat the chicken or turkey, and I don’t blame him: it’s sloppy soggy wet, even after draining in a collander in the fridge. The elk and buffalo break into chunks so he doesn’t object to the texture.

The intense heat is going to break! We’ve been 15 degrees or more above normal since the beginning of July, setting records like the rest of the midwest. Our all time record high is 113F and we nearly beat it last week.

But the end of the week we’ll be back down to the 80′s! Low of 68F–heavenly. So the boys will have their garden time again! Just a few more days of triple digits. Good thing too, since my golden grizzly is getting extremely stressed by the remodel work.

Yes it’s still going on, as slow and drug out as death by starvation. But getting there in drips in drabs. K is so skittish by the end of the week that even a trip to the puppy store doesn’t happy him up. And it’s just been too hot to let him out to run safely.

So Saturdays are play days with the boys–soda pop bottle games, find me funs, toy times. Trying to help them de-stress, like a doggie spa boy style. Today will also involve a run to the hardware store and the gas station, if K seems relaxed enough. Need gas for the mowers and a 2 gallon watering can.

Saturday is also sleep in day for Mom (and BB), until he can’t stand the hungries anymore and starts crying “lemme out”, “gotta pee”, or “HUNGRY” from the back bedroom. Poor poops, he don’t like sleep in day.

But he gets over it soon enough, and settles into his play and follow Mom day. That’s the chocolate brownie and hot fudge for him; follow you around and get lots of attention. What a sweetie.

Senator Kenai and His Bug Eyed Momma…by Lisa Harmon

Kenai voicing his opinion about the late lunch!

August is comin’ in like a blast furnace here, as it is in most of the Midwest: 104F or there abouts all week. Finding entertainment for “dwinkle” n “pinkle” is going to start becoming important soon…the baby gate is back up to seperate them, since they’re determined to go charging through the house and harrass each other.

They need exercise. I need them to have exercise!

A good 12 hour nap every day wouldn’t do me any harm either…

I got a tip from Denise at “Hearing Elmo” blog that a Chronic Lyme flare up can set off sleep problems. Smart lady–I’ve been wondering if it was trying to rear its ugly head with the hurting hands and joints, but wouldn’t have put the insomnia in that corner without it being mentioned.

This bout of bugged-eyed sleeplessness has been especially bad, with no end in sight. A bing search turned up a doc in Columbia MO specializing in Lyme and recurrent Lyme. Much closer than the doc in Cleveland I was using when I could make the drive. Columbia is just 2-3 hours away.

So Monday’s list of must do was a trip to the grocery at first light, Kenai in tow naturally, followed by a call to the new doc’s office for a near 911. Big Brown would do well to have a nice outing, bored as he is, and I leave the car running for the AC so he doesn’t overheat.

 ”Maybe he’ll sleep through the phone call rather than bark at the neighbors” was the hope.

Either he’s not getting the idea of restricting his bark at the neighbor time to outside, or he doesn’t give a fig, can’t decide which (grin). Any car coming or going in the neighborhood sets off the “hounds of Harmonville”.

Truthfully they’ve gotten better about the carrying on when someone comes, so long as they don’t come to the front door. Then it’s a free for all: imagine zoomies with barking and you know. Once somebody’s inside though, they chill out, and often just give a single woof if people come through the garage.

Sometimes I wonder if they just like to hear themselves “talk”? Should Brown run for Congress? (Could he do worse or be noisier than the current litter in DC?) He’d wear a tie without objection, but I have my doubts about the rest of the suit. I’d have to follow him into the men’s room, which might cause a stir, too.

He’d vote for driver’s liscences for dogs, tax any and all cat products, ban “do not walk on the grass” signs, and Service Animals would have carte blanche. He’d also vote for free hamburger, and demand the Senate cafeteria serve everything with real butter. I’d vote for him.

You might be wondering what time it was when I started writing this post, as it’s gettin a little goofy…he he he. Goofy is a way of life when you have Danes!

If this kitchen doesn’t get finished soon I’m gonna be cranky. All but the hood over the range is in and working, but the guys just went off to finish another job. The paint job’s half done, no backsplash, no linen closet, no shelves/lights for seed starting, no lights in the china hutch, no tile behind the range. Grrr.

Uh, Kenny, remember me? Would like to unpack now, since we moved 4 months ago.

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I’ve been slowly reducing K’s kibble, making it up with Bravo Raw Elk meat in hopes of slowing the shed n scratch. Dang but I wanted them back on a kibble, for the budget and the ease. They’re doing pretty good, holding weight and until yesterday had normal “leave-behinds”.

But they’re fighting yeast in the ears and toes, and acting like they have bladder infections again. I’ve ordered some oregano oil and colloidal silver, their Kandidaplex yeast killer, and some detoxifying glutathione from http://www.vrp.com/antioxidants/lipoceutical-glutathione

With any luck that will get all the cooties gone.

Their coats are okay, but shedding. Not thinning but shedding, and I’d like to stop that so they are getting an Omega 3, 6, 9 to their Bravo raw each day. I’ll had just a touch of kibble for Kenai since boy likes his crunchies.

Overall, they’re not in bad shape at all, considering what chronic Ehrlichiosis can look like.

Kenai is getting mouthy, the poop. He’s taken to complaining fairly often, and insisting on his love time. Here’s how the “train a human” session goes: he gets Mom first told, then provides her the opportunity to love and rub. Silly guy!

  

That’s my golden grizzly, wanting his “grammy love”.

He’s a good fella, and awfully tolerant of the heat-induced boredom. Not much outside time, even in the mornings, not when it’s 80F at 7am. So Monday morning’s car ride really scratched his itch!

Figuring out Photo Software

Kangaroo puppy! Haven’t had a Kangaroo Kenai puppy pic in a long time!

There’s no new pics as of when I started this post, thanks to the fecklessness of our local geek squad, but this was taken a few days ago. It’s almost new. What’s that phrase, ‘gently used’? I’d put it up on FB in case you recognize it!

I had to leave Kenai at home when I took the new laptop back so they could make sure photos will upload. And videos too. But as a consolation prize, he got to spend nearly all afternoon outside. The cooler weather was lovely while it lasted.

Also, if you want to share these posts, just click on the post you want and there’s now a share button at the bottom! Imagine that, ‘puter dino me is up to date with techno-stuff.

on the heels of feeling technologically advanced for my usual baseline…I’m gonna try to upload a new pic with new software, so here goes…

oh. grrrr. Resizing these photos is going to become an “adventure”? More like misadventure it would seem. Okay. I’ll get things figured out. This is nuts…Try again?

Here’s a pic of BB made to look like an oil painting! Oooo. There’s all kinds of play-around stuff on the software. But resizing a photo is going to take practice..

A Calmer Pup is a Wiser Pup…by Lisa Harmon

you can see BB is feeling pretty good again. His sanctioned crazy puppy time outside…3 yrs

As I’ve been blogging alot about puppies lately, an online poll about what Dane owners expect from their dogs and a search question about calming a high energy pup got me thinkin. Some pups are naturally calm, some are naturally higher energy. I have one of each.

Considering their size, you don’t want a hyper Dane anymore than you’d want an aggressive Dane; either can hurt you. If 150+ pounds spins in circles like a spazzed out terrier, it’s Marmaduke time! Furniture, people, kids, groceries, clean laundry, all go flying in every direction. It’s only funny in the movies.

All dogs are excited to see you when you come home from work; they’ve been alone or at least without you all day. You and I both are probably just as likely to happy to see them as they are to see us. Even more likely that you’re excited if it’s that adorable puppy you got a couple weeks ago on the other side of the door.

But here’s a word of warning: if you respond to their excitement with your own, and show lots of affection while they bounce around and twirl…well, you’ve just reinforced an emotional response you may regret when the butt’s three solid feet from the head.

A better response, especially if your pup is quick to excite and hard to chill out? Ignore them. Ooooo, yeah. Hard. Sound cold and uncaring? 

Our typical human inclination is first outta the gate with affection, which is not natural in the doggie world. Excitable dogs often find themselves avoided or even snapped at. Not recognizing this greeting ritual in particular is an underlying reason so many dog owners are surprised that their “friendly” dog gets it’s furry rump in a big rumpus at the dog park.

The dog world has rules, you see, certain standards of acceptable same as ours. If you do like a dog would and wait calmly for kisses and cuddles until your cutie pie pups has relaxed, you’ve just taught him or her two of the best doggie-life skills: to relax themselves and self control!

Anytime you reward calmness or calming themselves down, you reinforce the idea that he’s allowed for sure to be happy but not outta control wild. He or she doesn’t get what they want, your affection, until they are calmer about the whole affiar. Not only does your furniture survive their adulthood, they don’t get in trouble with canine buddies later.

Personally I insist on calmness in my big guys. Not that they don’t have opportunities to act like a wild child. It’s just that zoomies and crazies happen outside in the yard when the toddlers aren’t around kinda thing. They can burn off steam and have to really, but not whenever the impulse hits them is all.

If you’ve got a really wired pup, here’s a few tips on teaching them to be calmer:

  1. sufficient exercise–not just brainless pacing along the fence for an hour, though. Some dogs need an energy drain before the exercise, so a treadmill or something along those lines might be a warm up to their real exercise. The exercise you’re after is interactive play with you, like a game of fetch or find the toy, followed by a walk around the neighborhood. The best exercise involves and tires their brains as well as their bodies.

  2. training and games that teach self-control–once getting tired from exercise, use their play time to practice simple wait or stay commands, leave it games, look at me clicker training and the like. Sort of like a cool down period! Gradually increase the time they wait, and increase the frequency you wait for relaxation in their bodies to take hold. A dog that waits long enough (if the wait is gradually lengthened) will begin to lay down, to sit on the side of their rumps and the like rather than just break the stay.

  3. be strict with yourself about NOT reinforcing hyperness–the door greeting already talked about is a good example. Not tossing them a pacifier-bone to chew if they’re running like a banshee up and down the hall with company at the dinner table is another. Refuse to feed them if they are all over the kitchen and underfoot while you get their breakfast ready. Instead, teach them the wait you’ve worked on until the bowl is set down.

  4. ask everyone the dog meets to please ignore them until they are sitting or standing quietly, be they strangers at the pet store or your sister in law. What’s the point of trying to teach them to be calm if your Aunt teaches them that hyper puppy gets more attention?

  5. reward any, ANY, calmness. Reward when they curl up on their bed for a nap, reward if they are laying quietly at your feet, reward if they sit and wait for their new toy, reward even just looking out the window if they don’t bounce up and down barking like a herd of water buffalo is coming.

Thinking to yourself “my pup would burst into flames before he waited quietly?” Don’t think you have to wait until your spazzy darling is half zombie to reward them; any self-imposed reduction in the craziness level they started with needs to be recognized and rewarded. Over the course of a week or two you might wait it out and see if they can ratchet down even more before you reward. Then over another week or two, wait for more calmness.

Another big influence on how hyper or how calm your dog becomes is you. Check your voice–is the pitch higher than if you were talking about personal finance? Check your body–are you tense or have your hands going? Check your emotions–are you as relaxed as you want your pup to be, or are you frustrated?

Is it worth all this effort when you could just put them outside and leave them? YEAH! First you get a companion you wouldn’t have if they were banished to the back yard (never do that to a Dane–they go bonkers from boredom and loneliness). Second, the aforementioned furniture will not perish.

But mostly because a calmer pup is a wiser pup. If they aren’t overly excited, they are able to actually notice something besides their own feelings. They notice body language, they pick up on environmental cues. They can actually learn and obey. If they run out in the street for not listening to you…yeah. It’s worth the effort to calm your overgrown lap Dane.

Both of you will be happier, safer, and better off…

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